We all know how masculine you must feel
when you peel her eyes out and eat it raw
you were her mother’s lover
I think you’re a hungry predator
What goes on her mind
when she lies underneath you
you thought if you could spread her legs open
she would surrender
So you cut out her tongue
keep her quiet, gave her a phone
to call you when her mum is tired
you think you own her, don’t you?
the girls don’t belong to you
neither the ones walk alone at night
nor the one who is your lover’s child
as long as their heart still beats, they will fight
the bruises kept her stronger
the pain made her the fastest antelope
she bite into your words
and become a survivor.
t.l.
(these men need to stop)
Tsunami of Words 